Sunday 27th May


There’s a woman laughing into the palm of her hand,
As two beards discuss a sunken boat,
A dazed & fragile man walks in with a powdered complexion,
And a haircut you could land a helicopter on,
The room fills with young men who have become old men,
Returning to relive past memories,
Their t-shirts have gone from ’S’ to ‘XL’,
But they still know how to swagger,
You should have seen them back when,
They were magnificent


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